The poor child is only five years old this year, and is weak and sickly. She came here to find ginseng and other medicinal herbs to prolong his life.
Now that the medicinal herbs haven't been found, he's about to lose his mother. How pitiful it is for a five-year-old child to lose his mother!
Wen Sang's tears flowed freely.
Suddenly, she felt a warmth in her abdomen; a pair of small, gentle yet strong hands were slowly massaging her belly.
"Auntie, don't be afraid, Sisi will rub it and it will be fine."
The sound was like a lifeline, pulling her up from the edge of the cliff.
If there's a knot in your stomach, just rub it back in.
Sisi rubbed her belly very carefully and attentively, even more carefully than when her father gave her test questions.
Those eyes flashed with golden light, easily seeing the direction of the knot and effortlessly untangling it.
She could tell that this aunt wasn't a bad person.
Moreover, Sisi also smelled a familiar scent on her, a scent belonging to their dragon clan.
Auntie definitely knows people from the Dragon Clan!
Chunxiang wanted to scold the ignorant child, but when she saw that her mistress's expression had actually calmed down, she was stunned in disbelief.
Qin was nearly scared out of her wits. Fortunately, the lady's complexion improved. She patted her chest, her palms were sweaty.
"This girl is terrifying."
"Mother, you should trust Sisi." A rare smile appeared on Xie Yan's usually cold face.
He knew that this "demon" wouldn't do things he couldn't handle.
She was willing to save any woman she met on the street; this "little demon" was truly kind, which proved that his decision to keep the "demon" was correct.
It wasn't that Qin didn't believe it, but that she dared not believe it. If something bad happened, how could they, ordinary people, possibly fight against those in power?
Although the lady was in a sorry state, her every move exuded the aura of a wealthy family.
"Chunxiang..."
Wen Sang's voice was hoarse, but at least she managed to make a sound.
The pain in her abdomen had subsided with the baby's gentle touch, and her complexion gradually regained its rosy hue.
Chunxiang held her hand, "Madam, how are you feeling? Does your stomach still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
Wen Sang looked at the little one, and Si Si looked at her too. This aunt had a square face, looked very dignified, and had a strong sense of kindness in her eyes, just like her mother.
"Thank you, little one."
Sisi shook her head, her voice as sweet as milk candy, melting hearts. "You're welcome, you're welcome. Auntie, don't be anxious or flustered next time, otherwise the rope in your belly will still get tangled."
Wen Sang thought that the rope she was talking about was probably her intestines, which must have been caused by her panic when she thought the carriage was out of control.
Seeing how petite and adorable she was, Wen Sang couldn't help but hug her tightly, and Si Si took the opportunity to rub against her chest.
It really does have the feel of a dragon!
Wen Sang smiled gently. She wanted a daughter, but she had given birth to a son who was weak and sickly. She wished she could have a daughter like him.
Looks like I'll have to step up my game when I get back.
"Thank you so much, ma'am. Your daughter is so lovely. If it weren't for her, I probably would be dead here today," Wen Sang said, her voice slightly choked with emotion.
Qin Shi was truly unworthy to be addressed as "elder sister" by such a distinguished person. "I dare not call you elder sister. My Sisi is naughty and may have offended you. Please forgive her."
“This is not a collision at all; your Sisi is clearly my savior.”
Wen Sang was extremely grateful. "If it weren't for your Sisi saving me, I would be dead now. I have a five-year-old child at home, and that child would be motherless."
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
As a mother herself, Qin felt sorry for Sisi after hearing this. It was fortunate that Sisi was capable; otherwise, how pitiful it would be for a five-year-old child to lose her mother.
"Sigh, as a mother myself, what you're saying is making me want to cry right now."
Wen Sang smiled through her tears, "It was my fault, I won't say anything more. Although the unlucky carriage ran away today, it was truly my blessing to meet you all."
"However, all my belongings are in the carriage, so I can't properly thank you. Where does this lady live? I will definitely send someone over to express my gratitude when I get back."
Madam Qin quickly waved her hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just helping out, it's no trouble at all."
The two men politely pushed each other as the oxcart arrived in town.
"We've arrived in town, we're getting off now. Madam, you really don't need to be so polite. No matter who we meet, Sisi will be able to help."
Wen Sang patted the little one's head and reluctantly pushed her into Qin Shi's arms.
"You are such kind people."
Madam Qin laughed heartily, "Not at all, thank you for the compliment, Madam. We're getting off the carriage now."
...
Zhuang Rongrong sat down early in a teahouse next to the blacksmith's shop, but the carriage didn't arrive for a long time.
She couldn't help but wonder, could something have happened on the way that delayed the important person?
At that moment, the conversation of the people around her caught her attention.
The two men chatted while drinking tea. "You know what happened this morning? It was really heavy. It filled all the ditches and gullies in our town. Now we don't have to worry about water."
"Of course I know, and I remember something even more amazing: this rain was brought about by a goddess!"
"What? A goddess prayed for it? When did our town have a goddess? I've never heard of her."
"She's not from the town, she's from another village. I heard she's a little baby, only a few years old, so fair and cute."
"Didn't you find out which village it was from? I'm really curious how a child could pray for rain. Tell me and we'll go take a look."
"How would I know? I've only heard about it."
Listening to their words, Zhuang Rongrong's eyes deepened. Perhaps she could use this to pave a path for herself.
Just as the two got up to leave, Zhuang Rongrong spoke up, "I know where that goddess is, and I even know her name."
Upon hearing this, the two of them were unable to move.
They all sat down beside her. "Little girl, was what you just said true?"
"If you lie to us, we won't be so polite!" The man pretended to wave his fist.
Zhuang Rongrong was a little scared, but she mustered up her courage and said, "I...of course I know, I am from that village, I would not lie to you."
Upon hearing this, they urged, "Then tell me quickly, where is that goddess? What's her name? What does she look like?"
Zhuang Rongrong cleared her throat. "She lives in Peach Blossom Village. The goddess has a pitiful background. She recently lost her mother, but for the sake of the people, she still insists on praying for rain to bless us. It's truly touching."
Her words truly shocked the two men, who exclaimed, "She truly is a goddess; she is kind-hearted and only thinks of us ordinary people."
Hearing the satisfactory answer, Zhuang Rongrong smiled and said, "She is only five years old and very beautiful. Anyone who sees her will be amazed. She is also very friendly and gentle. Her name is Zhuang Rongrong, and she is the only daughter of the family in Peach Blossom Village."
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